Some days i still love this girl,
I cant stop that ******* whirl;

I have ignored, rebuttled, analysed and rejected,
Any such thought that expelled love suspected,

I have slept, avoided, attacked and awoken,
Yet nothing can succeed in making that entity broken.

It’s not that i love her, in the same way that i did,
but the memory created wont keep on its lid,

and now unequivocally, we are never going to happen,
so i rationalise repeatedly, but the feeling doesn’t lessen.

It changes and it molds;
Reaping the left-behind-cold,
Knowing existing is incorrect,
Knowing it will never actually connect.

Then other days, i dont feel this insurrection.
I cant imagine her even existing in that section.

Yes she is still complicated, wild and free
And in my brain i know we’ll never be,
But it doesn’t disastrously disarm me
Or actually even silence the way i see

Not any more, not so dramatically.

It becomes like a memory,
The happy, the hurt, her heart,

It becomes like a memory,
All that uncertainty at the start

It becomes like a memory,
My refusal to explore the friendship sacrifition

It becomes like a memory,
When I thought I would ever opt into admission

My poetry will keep being written,
The idea came originally from her
And that is something I will take with me,
That’s one thing I know for sure.

I will love her forever,
Not in the same strong way,
but she was my first true love
She’ll be that til the end of my days

You say tell me everything
And i tell you everything

I say tell me more, and you say less
Make me regret I told you so much
You made a mess of me with your touch and your ways
But I knew you would, I've known for more than just hours and days
I've known for so many years, that one day you would break me
I knew what fool you would make me
But I let you, because you gave me bliss
But promise me, let me go with a soft hug, and a heartfelt last kiss

I truly think our souls
Are eternally intertwined.
I will find you
And love you
In every lifetime.

my world surrounded by gray clouds
a moment’s happiness is all i seek
my heart covered in magoa
a affectionate touch is all I need
i want his life
not jealous but rather envious
judged by the divine power
my latibule lies in his world

Love that burns your tongue like a wildfire but soothes you all the same like a gentle rain.

2. Love that keeps you on your toes and holds you securely in their grasp.

3. Love that turns over for you like the tide and holds your trembling shoulder.

4. Love that finds the strength to wrap you in their warmth.

5. Love that paints your world with your favorite color.

6. Love that will pull you back like the moon when you start to drift away.

7. Love that charts every edge of you and your thoughts in the vow of their mouth.

-boonthemoonluv

I open this door in front of me
it opens to the room I had when I was four maybe three
the walls are painted lilac and I count the beds in the room
one,
two,
three
for me and my two older sisters their names are Rachel and Brittany

I hear a giggle and look down
it's me as a little girl and oh my god that's right, my hair was a lighter shade of brown
she has on her princess sleeping gown and tells me "Here, follow me, I'll show you around, it's nighttime now or I'd ask mommy if we could go to the playground"

we're playing with her toys and she tells me "you look sorta familiar" I smile and ask her "do you think we look kinda similar?" I see her eyes moving and her brain searching her mind's perimeter she says "a little, can you tell me your name? I'm a good listener"
"I'm you from a time yet to come" I say sweetly just above a whisper, she climbs into my arms and on her forehead I kiss her

I tell her all the wonders she will see, who not to trust and all the amazing people she will meet, I tell her that some things never change; like how we still love to walk in our bare feet and how people still tell us "no one I've ever met before has been this sweet" I tell her there will be things you feel are left unsaid and incomplete and there will be times where you're biggest strength is to know when to retreat, and oh... you're going to fall deeply in love with a man, he's a musician and both his heart and drum play to their own beat, she sings with excitement "I cant wait to be older!! I've always wondered what kind of girl I'll be!!!" I look at her lovingly "you will grow into your power and strength- you are the rarest pearl from the sea- your life will be an amazing one, I love you and it's time for me to leave, but know I'm so proud of all the things you will achieve, your life will flourish sweet girl, you're in for such a treat"

I say you were the wrong man,
       Rather than call it poor timing.
All I want is to help you,
     You've never been good at helping.
Sometimes I think that I've lost you,
     Although you still say you love me.
Is it all in my head?
        Every man out to get me?
Sometimes it makes me feel sick,
        I just want you to be happy.
Sometimes I think I might hate you,
                                                               Or I just shamefully crave you.
Can I still call you my friend?
         With this blatant omission?
And when you look in my eyes,
         Do you see desperation?
I think I need a new prize,
    Escape my humiliation.
I need to trip ***** in Sweden,
Be free from your validation.

Buckethead daydreaming reality midnight sun inside his Bucketheadland my outside moon midday fantasy night-dreaming Buckethead.

Exact chaos organized figurative.